FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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but Jarrod's timestick stopped functioning. He took the timestick's cap off. He twisted the knob at the bottom and more timestick appeared. He rubbed it in his arm pit. -
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Detective Manatee was hovering right outside, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Hmmm," he mused. "I wonder if..." He took a few more notes & swam off...to confront the killer. -
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He wondered if a hit of acid would silence that faint voice. He ate the sugar cube. His fold went all oogly-woogly and the faint voice became a shrieking raptor. It said, "Write
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I am worried that this might be the most beautiful story on FS & that however many more stories we write, nothing could ever come even close to this story's perfection -
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day dreamed about leaving this thankess position and soaring over the mountain. He imagined saying goodbye to the door so long to the coat rack. He woke to the sound of the bell.